Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 122

Cordelia sat slumped at her desk, now changed into her cozy pajamas. Elbows planted firmly on the wood, she cradled her smartphone in her hands, awaiting a reply from the members of her social group chat.

Since yesterday, the question had been gnawing at her, who exactly was Everard? Even Sanderson, the guy who knew everyone in town, didn’t recognize the name. Could it be that Everard was a ghost, a figment of her Imagination?

This morning’s chat in the Pioneers Group sparked a realization, the group was a melting pot of professionals from various fields. Surely someone might know him, right?

But after she posted her question, the chat fell eerily silent.

After a torturous two–minute wait, a reply finally popped up.

Bland asked, [Lia, are you pulling our leg? How could you not know him?]

Cordelia blinked, her instincts telling her that Bland knew Everard. She typed back hastily, [Who is he?]

Silence fell over the group once again.

Just as she was about to probe further, another message came through.

Nolnterruptions said, [Never heard of him.]

Like an icebreaker, the message prompted a flurry of responses.

Pianoman said, [Nope, doesn’t ring a bell.]

Mathster replied, [A mystery to me.]

Painter said, [Who?]

Chef replied, [Not a clue.]

Others all replied, [No idea.]

Everyone chimed in except Louie Adams. Cordelia’s brow furrowed as she read the stream of ignorance, finally addressing Bland directly, [So, you’re the one who knows him, @Bland?]

Bland replied, [No, I definitely do not.]

confused, texting.

brain

was speechless,

this and nobody

[If anyone digs up anything about him,

from her grandmother. The

flipped through the pages with a

high school education was comprehensive and had even self–studied some college material, but compared to the true

to double down

when Lorna brought her a cup of milk and honey. “Get some sleep, dear. You have to

always open to good advice,

was setting her alarm when a new message popped up

you asking about this

pondered for a moment

came quickly, No way. Is he in

[Yes, do

for a full ten minutes before sending back a cryptic message: [Be careful around him

did he mean by keeping her distance? They hadn’t even

Cordelia sighed deeply, replying. I can’t stay away from him, my

poetic about love, just as Lorna and Sanderson would. But how could

decide, Louie replied, [Why?]

moment’s thought, she responded: [Because “Love or Die” curse. Do you know

Louie went silent.

for another ten minutes, but still no message. Was there a

and returning, Cordelia found Louie’s response: I know. I’ll see your granddad about a treatment

knew. He actually knew!

glimmer of hope. Anyone else might have called him immediately, but Cordelia was patient by nature. If Louie said tomorrow, she

single word – [Okay]

was about to turn off the

What could he want at this late hour?

a familiar voice, more

the nocturnal stillness, somehow more appealing. She hesitated before

his voice so soothing it seemed to caress the night air.